Playing Clever Tricks!

Da Xiang shrank back in terror. With Bullets flying thick as rain, even Tang Changsheng would have had to find cover, let alone him. No joke—Bullets that powerful were beyond what ordinary magic could withstand.

A body of flesh and blood could be wounded or killed by a single Bullet.

The two guards possessed by Yin Soldiers stood dutifully in front of Da Xiang. At such close range, though, a Bullet could still punch through one body with enough force to pierce the person behind it and leave an even larger wound cavity.

Fortunately, Da Xiang was not that unlucky. Shielded by the two guards, he made it out of the villa, drove a car out of the garage, and sped away.

The dense gunfire had long since torn through the night. Who knew how many people it had jolted awake?

Early the next morning, Zuo Xingfa came to the General's Temple to report to Tang Changsheng. "The Chariot and every other trace left along the route have been taken care of. I guarantee no one will find anything."

Tang Changsheng nodded, then asked, "Who are they?"

"That same gang of Tomb Robbers... No, I should say they're antiquities smugglers, working with the Tomb Robbers from last time. I hear they're powerful, even famous internationally..."

"But don't worry, Master. Whatever their background, once they enter my territory in Lower River, a dragon has to coil itself up, and a tiger has to lie flat," Zuo Xingfa declared.

Tang Changsheng gave a slight nod. It matched what he already knew. Wu Shulan had not lied.

Come to think of it, she was much easier to deal with than Da Xiang, especially when Da Xiang's life was in his hands.

"And the man they captured?" Tang Changsheng asked.

"He was apparently the